the salty tearful taste on the tongue
reminiscing good old times. outside
the smell of memories and the violet fragrance
planted on her collar bones.
veil of sadness on the nose tickles past
that locked thoughts in the darks of luminous
spring she came in the heart
making all the feelings turn against but crush down.
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 1:20 PM UTC
where do they go
when i erase my words
that just weren't
meant to be here
where do i go
when i hide
my self
that, what if,
was not meant
to be here
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 10:27 PM UTC
when i try to rhyme
i feel like i was handed
a pencil
into my left hand
when i am a right
handed person
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 2:04 PM UTC
i want to curl in her collar bone
the valley copious with soft smell from a dress
she has on all the time
a night of honeysuckle sweet
recalls in taste on the roof
of my mouth
that keeps all words to her
but spills out as a cry
kept in the pillow.
a hollow mind
a theater for exhibitions of past
leafed through my flight of the short life
i lived
it shuts as a green light reflects in irises
of my garden
with the beloved suns of hers
and a beaten milk glass of his
a gloomy blue boy puts them to sleep
and a leaf crisps under a silent step of mine.
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 3:17 PM UTC
she tickles heels of my feet
when dropping honey in my milk.
it said cause they were not kind to me
but they are now
but still it hurts.
not when ten thousand miles ago
another night was beside me.
she laid her **** on my chin
so i could speak in colors
but all i saw was a flower
behind her ear.
she made me speak in rhymes
not long
too fast
she bashed me on the scene of crimes
when mine was dripping honey
not on me
Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
i want wind to take me away
somewhere.
a place where my weight presses on petals and leaves
when i walk on grass to find flowers for you.
but it takes away only leaves
that leave a scar on my heart flying away from me.
everything's gone;
and only electricity transmission lines spark
as my eyes when i see you,
thunder shatters
as my heart when meeting a ground.
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
under a whisper of million leaves that shake as the wind exhales
his breath will replace your breath, giving a second pair of lungs,
just in case you will fly in dreams
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 3:02 AM UTC